My Husband Wants Me Dead novel (Esther and Bradley)

Felix subconsciously hugged the Thor figurine in his arms tighter when he saw Bradley.

Clark greeted him politely as well. “Mr. Warner, you don’t look too good. Do you feel unwell somewhere?”

Clark had watched Bradley grow up. One glance was all the older man needed to see that Bradley was not in the right mood.

“Clark, you’re here?” Bradley said gently, seeing Felix cling to the Thor figurine fondly, “Felix’s happy to see you.”

Clark patted Felix’s head. “Mr. Felix’s in a brighter mood because he’s gotten healthy now.”

He paused to think for a moment and asked, “Ms. Quill donated her bone marrow to Mr. Felix. Mr. Bradley, I could prepare some nutritious meals for her these days. What do you think?”

Once Bradley thought about Esther, whose fate was unknown in the operating room,

he stiffly rejected the idea. “She has Mr. Searle taking care of her. No need to consider her so much.”

“Mr. Bradley, Mr. Searle’s care is his effort. Ms. Quill is still Mr. Felix’s savior. She gave him a second chance at life.”

had already told Bradley that Esther was his savior, but he still had this attitude. It was clear that

of the heart could not be

other companions, Clark could only wish them well. He wished for them to find true love and

“As you wish.”

his suite in a gloomy mood, trying to numb himself with the mountain of

door and

“Come in.”

in quickly, and closed the door

the DNA paternity test between

slightly and sarcastically asked, “Do you think I

said, “After Tinkerbell passed away, Madam insisted on

toward Cole, and the latter respectfully handed over

the sealed envelope with a pair of scissors and pulled out a DNA paternity test report, flipping through it carelessly until he reached the line for the

of numbers, his nonchalant